Climbing out of the wreckage
Ugh, I hate being sick. This fucking cold kept me from going deep into subspace Friday night and, thus, I crashed down right before I had to go to work. Work was hell, but I managed and I'm just now starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel. Sorry to disappoint those that wanted a scene report, but I'm a little too depressed to put any kind of energy into it. Rest assured that I will not be in the obituaries tomorrow.